A barbecue on a chilly spring day. Images follow:
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The previous day, during the eclipse (overcast where I was), I
went up to the Chiltern Brewery to collect the beer.

Which ended up being both the Beechwood Bitter I'd ordered and a pack
of Chiltern Black, very vanilla-forward, but deeply discounted because
it was about to expire.

The fire extinguisher was poised in case of emergency.

And the barbecue got started, a little later than usual because of
engineering work on the rail line to London.

A modest selection of food, a little less than usual but still more
than people needed to eat.

Vatine's mini-pizza was possibly not a great success (the bottom layer
turned black and refractory). The bacon-wrapped sausages worked very
well, though.

Naturally we had our usual guests.

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